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destinygo · 6 months
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I want to share that it seems like the series Fate: Winx Saga will have a sequel...
...but it will seem to be in comic book format (in the photo)
I also want to add that the drawing is interesting, but that’s not it😢I can’t imagine how with such art something would be gloomy, and it’s because of the gloominess that I fell in love with Fate: Winx Saga...perhaps the girls’ costumes will change, and this is what many wanted
I’m also sharing with you what I dug up on the Internet
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And this is Flora in the Marvel comics, I would like to see this
Well, in general, I either hope for a good plot, or that, well, suddenly they decide to change the style or something like that🤗
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danskjavlarna · 4 months
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If you like fairies or are one, here's my current collection of vintage fairy imagery.
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mypieceofculture · 1 year
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Fairy Aesthetics // Fire Fairy
Requested by Anonymous
See all my aesthetics here: Directory
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evycloudberry · 2 years
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Woah I am baffled that so many have read and liked part 1 ! Thank you so much to all don’t hesitate to share, and comment your thoughts ☺️
•note: I am writing this as (Y/N) being a fire fairy.
•note: I did not name the friends, so all readers can ‘personalize’ this story easily. They are mentioned according to their ability.
Disclaimer: swearing, mention of drinking/alcohol, mention of sexual gestures
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Begin again (part 2)
Two months have passed since Riven broke-up with (Y/N). The pain is still there yet she has come to accept it. Accept the fact that there's no more mischievous looks between them, only shy away peeks, no more tender smiles, only tears threatening to spill, no more cockiness or nasty jokes that made their friends recoil, only awkwardness and clumsiness in his presence. But she was doing better, something that helped was her morning run. As she was up every morning at 6am, it has become her routine to start her days with a good run.
She was on the path, when she spotted the curve of the river she habitually stops at. She took a seat in the grass, to drink some water and rest before heading back. It was like always, peaceful, with the sun just above the horizon, and the sound of the water running by. She was taking the calm in when she heard running footsteps coming her way. She didn't budge until they slowed down, and eventually came to a halt, forcing her to look up.
"Morning" she greeted the tall dark haired boy, mostly out of politeness.
"Good morning, stranger sitting at my spot"
"Sorry ?" She asked confused
"It's okay, I know how to share" he smiled
This was all very fast, (Y/N) was taking aback and only smiled at him as an answer.
"I am Zane" he said sitting down.
"Y/N"
"I thought I was the only one at Alfa who enjoyed morning runs. It's nice to meet someone else who likes getting their runners dirty"
"Don't all the specialists at Alfea have bloody runners?" She jokes.
"Touché" He smiled at her, which she gladly returned.
They were there a little while talking about running, and other sporty things they like to do. They were having a good feeling, and the conversation kept on going as they walked back to the building. They crossed path with a few of (Y/N) friends who were heading for their early class, when they saw in the distance Silva and the first year specialists about to start their training.
As they walked closer she noticed someone standing by Silva's side. She slowed down making Zane look at her curiously.
"Are you alright (Y/N) ?"
"Hmm..? yeah, I.." she did not had the time to finish her sentence, Silva's half shouting voice came into hearing
"Well, well, Zane how nice of you to show up. Now, if you and your fairy friend are done you can come honor us of your participation too”
Zane awkwardly scratched his head turning to her "don't mind him he's been on the edge since Riven has been acting out.. yet he can't replace him because he's by far one of the best"
The knot in her stomach tightened in mention of Riven.
"You can stay and watch practice if you want ?"
"Any days now Zane" added Silva impatiently.
As she did not answer he added "is that.. weird to ask ?"
"Well... a bit" she laughs out “ unfortunately I am not a mind fairy to help practice in any ways, and I have to prepare for class myself"
"Right, yes! Well, I'll catch you up later (Y/N)" he shouted running the last few steps toward where Silva and Riven were standing.
She caught a glance of Riven before leaving, uncertain how to act when he looked right into her eyes, with frown eyebrows. It was only a second before his eyes traveled to Zane, and focused back on the group in front of him.
As expected, as time passed, she day-dreamt less, was more present and focused during classes, it almost made her forget how little control she currently has over her powers.
Having no class the following day her friends were dragging her to a pub in a nearby town to release the stress of the finished week, and for once in a long time, she was actually excited to go out.
As they had a before party in their dorm whilst getting ready they were matching the pub's energy when they arrived.
(Y/N) was genuinely having a good time, she danced ignoring completely the soreness and hight of the heels her friend lent her. Luckily she’s not one to get drunk easily, she knows her limits and always respected them. She made her way to the counter to order yet another drink; noticing a familiar laughter to her right she instinctively sprung her head toward it. The smile on her face rapidly faltered once her brain made out the scene before her eyes.
She knew it would happen someday, she just never thought that it would be this quick. Yes those past four days she has been hanging out with someone else, it didn't mean much to her, how could he have taken that as a green light to jump whomever, whenever ? and in public that is ! Her mind blanked, whilst her eyes were glued to those red lips kissing those of whom she still fondly had hopes to get back in her life.. she desperately wanted to look away, yet it was as if her body was strained on the spot. She involuntarily followed the feminine hand traveling down Riven's chest toward his crotch; and as a slap to the face, she jumped when a hand landed on her shoulder.
"Hey (Y/N) !" Was all Zane could say as she turned to him, eyes fire red.
"Woah, woah, you alright ?" worry clear in his voice
"I have to get out !" She swiftly said mainly to herself. Wasting no time, she forced her way out through the crowd toward the exit.
Part 3
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erlie · 9 months
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It seems that I am failing to create ideas for OC drawings, thus fanart and redraws are much easier. I unfortunately don't have a year for the old drawing, but it is somewhere in the early 2000s, maybe 2002-2003.
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weasleywinchester · 2 years
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Counting Stars
Pt. 1 | Pt. 2
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Saul Silva x Curvy Female Reader
Eyyy we’re back, mainly because a really want to watch season 2 but I don’t want what happens in that story to change what I’ve written in my head so far. Thank you to all who’ve recently found chapter 1 and showed chapter 2 some love! I hope you enjoy chapter 3
P.S. I HAVE ALMOST 300 FOLLOWERS?!! Muchas Gracias! 🤩🤩🤩
Summary: over the least few years you had more adventure outside the barriers of fairy kind then most have in their life time. You spend months exploring places thought to be lost, finding treasure and making new friends. But between the excitement you always kept one foot firmly in Alfea, for your friends, for yourself. But when Saul disappears from your life for longer then you like, you take the first job that puts you back where everything started.
Alfea hasn’t changed in the few years you’ve been gone. The fighting fields are still lush and green, the forest shrouded in magic. You didn’t think you would be back so soon but when duty calls-
“Can’t stay away can you?” You turn to see your best friend Diana as she jogs toward you.
“Not for long anyway.” You laugh, giving her a hug.
“And what are you doing back? You just came to visit about three months back! Thought you were off on grand adventures!” She throws one arm in the air, and the other around your shoulders as you both walk down the path.
“I was, they just happened to lead back here.”
“To Alfea? What kind of art needs to be found here?”
“Oh, there’s lots of old abandoned land, buildings, cellars… and a very outdated catalog for the school.” You giggle.
“You’ve been keeping up on those exercises we tried last time?”
You look over at her, your eyes lighting up like an inferno and then back to your normal eye color.
“Glad you’ve kept those skills sharp.” You two walk for a bit, the crunch of the gravel soothing as the sun burns off the morning fog.
“So how is everyone?” You look down at your feet.
“He's as handsome as ever.” Di smiles at you. “And he's single.” She sing songs, dodging your playfully punch and running away.
“BYE!” You yell after her.
“His class is about to start!” She yells back.
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You’re surprised at the lack of grunts and weapon noises as you round the hedge borders of the training grounds. And then you see why: Saul is giving his newest group of specialists one of his world class speeches.
“You can’t afford to doubt yourself in battle.” He sternly explains. He’s met with silence and blank faces. He takes a deep breath in, trying to wake himself up. He’s gone through many sleepless nights, but the ones as of late are different.
“What he actually means is if you’re going to think like a dumbass, don’t wimp out at the last second.” You loudly announce to the class. Saul whips around as the class giggles.
“Phoenix?” He says, surprise clear on his face.
“Mr. Silva.” You smile before turning your attention to the class. “But seriously. You have to commit to your actions. If you don’t then your life isn’t the only one in danger. You, as a specialist, are tasked with keeping each other and fairies safe. Mr. Silva’s lessons, no matter how hard they may be, will keep you alive. He is one of the reasons I can stand before you.”
The class whispers, a few in awe that a teacher did something besides teach.
“Yours words are too kind. And I am humble enough to say that Miss Kin has saved me on more than one occasion.” He gives you a small smile, the class erupting in another wave of whispers.
“Alright, everyone take a lap.” He barks. The group of young specialists take off, some grumbling. “Thompson, Rodgers, extra lap for grumbling.” He yells after them.
“How’s the potential looking?” You come to stand next to him. Di was right, he’s as handsome as ever.
“They’ll be fine warriors.” He looks over at the group, “probably a good batch of support members. What are you doing here?” He keeps his eyes trained forward. If he looks at you, you’ll be able to tell something is weighing on him; and you won’t let it go until you’ve fixed it.
“Working. Where were you when I came to visit?” You shoot back.
“Things have become more complicated lately.” He sighs. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to see you, it was just ill timing with a new responsibility on his plate. When you don’t answer right away he turns to look at you. Your eyes are shimmering copper, one eyebrow arched to the heavens. You change so much every time he sees you; stronger, more confident. And more beautiful than all the stars in the sky.
“I’ll let that suffice, for now.” You wink. “Anyways, I will be here for the next few months. I thought maybe we could train together again? Someone needs to keep you on your toes.”
He takes a deep breath in, averting your gaze once more. He’s missed training with you. The small stint where you both got to be out in the field fighting burned ones was the best few months of his life. Fighting alongside you was different than fighting alongside his friends; it was far more peaceful for starters. Gave the two of you plenty of time to know each other as friends rather than just student to teacher.
“If it’s too much-“
“No! No.” He claps his hands behind his back, his mind activity trying to figure out how, if, he could squeeze that in. “Would Thursday mornings work?”
“Sounds perfect.” You wiggle your arms around his middle, his chuckle vibrating your whole body as he squeezes you back.
“Maybe we could have dinner once I get settled in?” You begrudgingly let go of him as the students round the corner to come back toward you.
“I would like that.” He gives you a small smile before turning to the group of students. “Great job everyone. How about we ask our guest for a demonstration?” He smirks at you as the crowd gives a cheer.
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An hour. It’s been one hour since your lesson was supposed to start. You’ve trained with Saul for years, and he’s never ever been late. You were once 3 minutes early, instead of 5, and he chewed your head off.
Something must be wrong. Di did mention he’s been putting in a lot of hours… You pace the field once more before walking towards the teacher’s cottages. Saul had told you once which one was his, in case of an emergency (although Di teased for a whole month that it was so you would crawl into his bed!)
You step onto the porch, putting your fist up to knock, but you can’t quite get your knuckles to make contact. What if he’s at the field now? Or maybe he meant to start next week?
You knock gently. Listening for any sound. Eventually the door cracks open and you can see one bright blue eye.
“Hi… I’m Phoenix. I’m looking for Mr. Silva?” You cock your head to one side. I didn’t know Saul had a son…
“Ok.” The boy whispers, pattering back down the hall, leaving the door open. You take a tentative step in, there’s toys and clothes draped over a couch, but otherwise the place is very orderly.
“Sky! Back to bed!” Saul commands, his heavier footsteps coming from the hall.
The little boy races past you, leaping over the arm of the couch and taking cover under a blanket.
“Phee?”
You turn to Sauls deep voice, giving him a small smile. He looks like he needs at least three years of sleep and a whole pot of coffee.
He frowns at you. Why is she here? What day is it? Your eyes haven’t moved from his, and he’s not sure why you look so uncomfortable.
You silently will yourself to break the staring contest; but if you do that your eyes will go to his very shirtless upper half. And that will only make things even more awkward than it already is.
“It’s Thursday morning. Our lessons…” you bite your lip. Oh maker, he did mean next week. You shouldn’t have assumed…
Saul blinks slowly a few times, his head slowly putting together lessons and Thursdays. Lessons! Your training was supposed to start this morning you idiot!
“Phee, I’m so sorry… I didn’t… I don’t…” Saul stutters as he gently puts his hand your shoulder.
“It’s alright… I didn’t mean to intrude. I just wanted to make sure you were ok.” You stammer, the gentle touch of his hand red hot through your shirt.
“Give me a minute while I handle him, and.. ugh.. shirt.” Saul quickly picks up the blanket wrapped child and jogs down the hall.
You slowly exhale, slapping your hands over your eyes. What the hell just happened? All those dirty thoughts have been neatly tucked away in the corner of your brain! And what was with the nickname?! He only ever calls you Phoenix, not Phee! And no shirt? Is that how he always sleeps? Oh maker, did he have a partner here? Of course you would walk into something like that! But he would have mentioned that he had a child with someone… right? You two were close enough.
“Phoenix?” Saul tilts his head to one side. You’re facing the window, hands kneading your arms like dough. He steps closer saying your name again, but you still don’t answer. He tries once more, gently touching your bare arm. You “hmm” in response and bump right into his chest; your arms reach for him to keep yourself from bouncing back too far. His hands automatically catch you by the waist in an attempt to keep you steady.
You both freeze. You look up at his grey eyes, so many emotions rolling through them like storm clouds. His stubble looks like it hasn’t been shaved since you saw him earlier this week; you long to gently scratch your fingers against his jaw, silently telling him to shave and get some rest.
Saul could count all the stars in the universe and it wouldn’t compare to the flecks of gold I your eyes. They’re warm and inviting, they feel more like home than his cottage does. And for the first time he yearns to run his fingers along your cheek, to feel the heat of your skin against his.
“Maybe we could just have breakfast and talk.” You whisper. He slowly nods, letting go of your waist and walking into the kitchen.
“Saul, what happened?” You watch as he opens the fridge and grab the carton of eggs and the open packet of bacon.
He doesn’t answer right away. What could he say? Where does he even start? He puts the eggs in his hand on the counter, his mind slowly slipping into a headspace he can’t afford to be in. He has Sky to think about, his students.
Your hand gently touches his arm and it all comes flooding back. He wraps himself around you, a sob breaking free from somewhere deep in his chest.
You quickly wrap your arms around him, one hand gently rubbing his back as the other cradles the back of his head. You can feel his tears against your neck, tears he probably held in for far too long.
You’re not sure how long you stand there, but when you feel his grip loosen you pull his face to look at you.
“I’ll call the Headmistress. You need the day off.” You tell him. He gives a small nod and wraps his arms around you once more.
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“Hello Headmistress Dowling.” You sigh into the phone as you start cleaning up Sky’s toys that are strewn about the room.
“I’m surprised to get a call so early from you. And please, call me Ferrah. You are a friend of friend after all.”
“Ok, well… I’m calling on behalf of Saul, he won’t be able to make it in today.”
“Did something happen?” You can hear her chair scrape along the floor and papers shuffling.
“I don’t know the whole story but he needs rest.”
“The school should be there to pick up Sky in about an hour. And I’ll arrange for the other instructors to cover today's training.” She assures you. There’s a few moments where neither of you say anything, the weight of whatever is happening coming down on you both.
“Ferrah, what happened?” You ask quietly.
“I think that might be better explained in person.” She tells you, hanging up. You look down at your phone, unsure of what you could possibly do.
“Phee.” A small voice comes from the hall and you look over to see Sky’s little blonde head poking out.
“Let’s get dressed for school.” You smile at him and follow him to his room. You help him pick out clothes and put on his shoes, managing to shuffle to the door as someone knocks.
You open it to find Ferrah standing on the porch.
“Good Morning.” She gives you a small nod before turning to Sky. “Ready for school?”
He gives her a nod as the school bus rounds the corner. You and Ferrah walk him to the bus, waiving as it pulls away.
“Andreas was killed.” She whispers to you. She can feel the backs of her eyes prickle, it’s been easier to ignore it then let herself feel anything.
“When?”
“About six months back.”
You nod, it explains why Saul hadn’t spoken to you for several months; not because he didn’t want to, he was just dealing with a whole new life.
“He immediately took Sky in. A big adjustment for him, but you know how he is; doesn’t think he needs help.” A smile flashes across her face but there’s only sadness behind it.
You don’t know what to say, it’s hard enough losing someone you love, but to take on the responsibility of a child?
“Would you like to come in?” Your voice is shaky in your throat, every emotion threatening to come to the surface.
“I trust you to take care of him. We’ve each dealt with this in our own way, but this is the first chance he’s had.” She puts a hand on your shoulder, giving you a sad smile and starts off toward Alfae.
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Saul cracks open his eyes, the familiar pattern of the ceiling greeting him like any other morning. Phoenix. He slowly sits up, planting his feet firmly on the floor before pushing himself up. He listens for a moment, the sound of someone singing gently passing through the cracks around the door.
He gently tugs the door open, now hearing the music and getting smacked in the face with the smell of breakfast.
His feet lazily slap against the wooden floor as he walks into the kitchen. You’re stood at the stove, head gently bopping along to the song coming from the stereo as you finish cooking what looks to be breakfast burritos.
“Fucks sake Saul!” You gasp when you catch sight of him. The corner of his mouth tugs up a little as he leans against the doorway. You throw a tinfoil wrapped burrito at him, which he expertly catches with a chuckle.
“Didn’t mean to scare you, love.” His eyes move from the burrito to you, the storm within him seems to have calmed a little.
“Did you get some rest?” You walk over to him, leaning against the wall beside him.
“More than I have in the last few months.” He confesses.
“Why didn’t you ever say anything?”
“I couldn’t disrupt your life like that. You were doing what you were meant to do. You didn't need all this.” He waves his hand carelessly in the air.
“All this,” you mimic the gesture,” is your life Saul. It’s not a burden on mine. You are never a burden to me.” You lay your hands on his chest, his arms wrapping around your waist. “You’re not my instructor anymore. We fought alongside each other, learned from one another, and became friends. Let me return the support you've always given me.”
He sighs. She’s always right isn’t she? He gently moves a piece of hair out of your face, indulging in the feeling of your skin beneath his fingertips, your copper eyes closing for longer than a quick blink. He wraps you in a hug, your arms surrounding him in your warmth.
“Did you clean my house?” He playfully shouts.
“I had to stay busy.” You laugh into his chest. “If you need someone to watch Sky after school, I would be more than happy to.” You set your chin on his chest, big dazzling copper eyes staring up at him.
“You don’t have too… I can mange” He shrugs.
“I know I don’t have to, but let me help you.”
“As you wish.”
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ganryuart · 6 months
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Froggyfall - Candle
I did Froggyfall 2022. Which was a frog themed daily prompt list for the month of October by Munespice (twitter). But I drew my axolotl characters.
11 Candle - Little fire fairies dance around Kuzko granting just enough light for a late night reading session.
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blu-spade-studios · 1 year
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My Four Fairies enamel pin designs!
Aqua Marina, Fortuna Fey, Ambra Sparks, and Terra Thorne!
Each are 2” and soft enamel with black nickel backing.
The first one, Aqua Marina, is up for sale now on my Etsy Shop and the other three are gonna be up for sale by the end of the month!
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samabyart · 9 months
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Fire Fairy
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slothliart · 2 years
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I just really wanted to draw some angsty wlw art 💕
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kisetsukaze · 1 year
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Commission for @jake-marshall who wanted a sketch drawing for their Harvestella fanfic. Thank you so much for commissioning me!
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destinygo · 8 months
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Bloom, the dragon fire fairy❤️‍🔥
Bloom has a lot of freckles on her body, and in the form of a fairy, they glow in her
Bloom was a shy girl before studying at Alfea, and she had almost no friends
Draws well
He knows how to sew and therefore embroider or draw on many things whatever he wants
She's bisexual
In fact, she is not just a fairy of the dragon's flame, but his rebirth
Loves rock
Bloom is very hot-tempered, which is why she often sets something on fire
Her main fear is spiders
The final version of Bloom, finally I like the design.
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littledoodles187 · 2 months
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This is Egan! He's a little fire fae, whos parents are Fitzwilliam and Eli I'm very sorry for not posting as often, I've been rather busy recently so I haven't been able to draw us much
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starlightandfairies · 2 years
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Fate: The Winx Saga Masterlist
This is my Fate: The Winx Saga Masterlist, if you want the main one, click the link below and if you want to request something also see the link below. All my works are either, fluff and/or angsty. No Smut.
Please let me know if any of the links don't work
Main Masterpost
Riven
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Quiet Friend:
Riven helps mind reader fairy with dealing with headaches from not being able to fully control magic.
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Infatuated:
Sky's best friend has held a place in his heart for a very long time, he's always been too scared to share his feelings.
Forever Mine:
Sky and the reader are dating, with every little action that is shared between the two, he thinks back to a special memory
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sunandmoonfairy · 1 year
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my redraw of dark bloom✨💙
I always loved her dark design, even little me was going nuts over her. I had so much fun doing this bc it was the first time I felt comfortable with my digital art style! ( even tho the eyes were a nightmare bc I couldn't find that perfect middle between comic and "realistic", not my fav part ) But at the end of the day I really love it.
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mason0creations · 1 year
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🇺🇲 Fire fairy
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🇧🇷 Fada de fogo
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